It's so cute that Jungkook can't help himself, jolting in his lap like a startled bunny. He hears the whine backed up in the boy's throat, like he's trying so hard to stay still and quiet, just like Yoongi wants. It's nice now, how Yoongi doesn't even have to go through the rules anymore. They've done this enough times by now, he's used the tone with Jungkook enough times by now, that he can immediately start having his fun, knowing full well that his boyfriend understands what's expected of him. It all feeds into that particular satisfaction they both crave, that can only come from play sessions like this. And Yoongi's craved it so much lately. Leans close just so he can rest lightly against the back of Jungkook's neck, warm lips to his skin. For a moment he simply enjoys this--arms full of his boyfriend, rubbing soothing little circles after the sharp pinch.

Winding slowly back down. It's better when he lets Jungkook rest in between the highs. So much sweeter with the push and pull, Yoongi having complete control of the pleasure lighting up the boy's body, how he gets it, when he gets it. And perhaps Yoongi wants to test him a little, see if he'll be on his best behavior even when he doesn't get what he wants right away. For a while, it's just Yoongi's fingers lavishing tortuously slow attention on both nipples, not bothering to do more. And then, as casually as everything else, he tugs the straps of Jungkook's overalls down his shoulders but doesn't unbuckle them. The white shirt clings to Jungkook's body much differently then his usual ones do, and Yoongi's gaze drags. "Lift your arms, baby."